Zhui Xu

"How to say?"

While the bonfire was burning, Chen Fan and Qian Luoning talked in a low voice, and walked through the corners under the eaves that were either bright or dark.

"It's very simple. In the past, local sages ruled the world. Even though there were magistrates and county magistrates, the imperial power did not go down to the county. In the local area, the imperial power and the rural sages checked and balanced each other. For the common people, although the imperial power and the rural sages had They may be persecuted, but after all, the sages are rooted in the local area. Even if they exploit and harm the people, there will be a bottom line. But if this check and balance disappears and all the power is brought back to the government through the fight for land, then there will be no enough checks and balances. There will be no bottom line for the officials to exploit the people. At that time, it was hard to say whether the land taken back from the landlords belonged to the country or the county magistrate..."

"Then is there... the possibility of only collecting the land first, and not taking over the power temporarily?"

"The thing about land acquisition is not that the state wants to sell the land to fill its own pockets. Moreover, land is the lifeblood of those landlords. Power can't be held, and various places are obsessed with others. meaning, and if the land can be recovered, it will actually prove that the power of the Huaxia Army has completely overwhelmed the local sages. There will be no such thing as confiscating the land without confiscating the power, and confiscating the land."

"...Go on."

"And according to Mr. Ning's idea, the recovery of land and power is actually for the purpose of controlling and mobilizing the people at the bottom. With this kind of control and mobilizing ability, they can be driven to study and understand things. If they read books and understand the truth, they will actually improve a country’s mobilization of the people at the bottom. These things complement each other and promote each other, which is a possible path to the realization of equality.”

"..."

"According to what they say, land and power are actually responsibilities. Where this power is, you can take it from the hands of the sages. After you take it, you have to make a promise. Landlords do better, and they must have concrete methods to protect the interests of all the people. If there is no such concrete methodology, even if they shout that everyone is equal is the truth in the world, then it is better to return power to the sages. It is more secure, everyone is equal without methodology, and it is no more just than the exploitation of rural landowners."

The two walked forward, Qian Luoning said what he heard from Ning Yi, and Chen Fan listened quietly.

For a long time, due to the promotion of Ning Yi, there have been various schools of thought in the Huaxia Army. During this period, the democratic faction supported by watermelon explored equality the most purely and deeply. As a veteran of the Miaojiang family, Chen Fan also knew that for a long time, Ning Yi would frankly discuss various issues with watermelon and others. equal means of practice.

By Xigua's side, Qian Luoning, the right-hand man with the highest savvy, also had the deepest understanding of these things, including Lao Niutou's experiment. Since Xigua couldn't go over to sit in charge, Qian Luoning was sent as an observer to carefully watch the whole process of the practice. It is also because of this that the ideas he is talking about at the moment are actually similar to Ning Yi's basic idea of ​​promoting this matter.

"... Various deduction has been carried out many times." Qian Luoning said calmly, "In most cases, the local officials stationed in various places, the possibility of corruption, and the possibility of dealing with inspections from above, and even dragging inspectors into the water , are higher than a dangerous value, we can hold more meetings, rely on self-consciousness, or implement torture... But the results are not optimistic. Of course, we can’t be sure if we don’t actually do it. In the deduction, everyone will definitely go for the worst result..."

"Is there a way for Lao Ning?"

"I can't tell now." Qian Luoning shook his head, "According to Mr. Ning, the biggest problem in these deduction is the problem of distance... When the Huaxia Army was in the Xiaocang River, Mr. Ning alone could It turned around, and if there was an internal accident, he could respond immediately. When he arrived in Hedengsan County, the response was relatively slow, and sometimes there would be problems. Now we occupy the entire Chengdu Plain, the area is wider, and there are many news from other places. Review It’s more troublesome, especially in rural areas, where mistakes are easy to make…”

"Now that we have defeated the Jurchens, and we have elite troops from the Fifth Army and the Seventh Army in charge, no one can afford to make big waves and force land reform. Although it is risky, it should still be possible. But if Looking at the whole world in the future, from Bianliang to Lingnan, a working group will be dispatched for ten days and half a month. It will take a few months to verify one thing. When they come back, if there is a problem and then do a second round of verification, the evidence is basically gone. In this way, if an official wants to do some bad things in other places, the center will not be able to react at all, and the virtuous landlords who have common interests with the local people will be just."

"It's all about information." Qian Luoning said here, shaking his head and smiling, "He said this once, and later suggested that we go to Gewuyuan to find answers, saying that sometimes the emergence of new technologies may promote the development of the world We went to have a look and had a few ideas, but we are not sure...But we think that the land reform has been finalized. Although the conditions in the world are not enough, we are still going to walk a tightrope in the southwest and explore the road. And As you can imagine, Watermelon is definitely the most supportive of this matter..."

At this time, the surrounding night was dark and the stars were as bright as blazing, and the restless city was suffering in the rising smoke of war. This is a moment that symbolizes the beginning of another great turmoil in Jiangnan. The two exchanged these words calmly, and discussed the future of Southwest for a while. At this time, on the dark courtyard wall in the night, a woman with a scar on her face was quietly looking at the undulating lights and fires in the distant city.

The traces of Jiangning in the past are fading away in the burning fireworks. The streets and alleys that I once walked through are full of things and people, and the deep houses and courtyards where I lived have also been reduced to ruins. If I come back one day in the future, I am afraid that even the traces will be difficult to find.

This is her hometown. At this time, there are only occasional shouts and screams from far and near. That is this harsh world, still chewing on the voices of the world.

This sound will continue for a long time.

…

At the same midnight, the blazing light enveloped the streets that had experienced fighting during the day, and the solemn rituals of the Great Guangming Sect were stretching on these long streets, with the sound of chanting, prayers, witchcraft dances, and rituals of praying to gods Mixed together, they are pointing out the way to heaven for the deputy leader Wang Nanda who died in the daytime and many heroic congregants.

And far, far away from this street, in a dark and quiet corner at the northern end of the city, can one see two figures, one big and one small, spilling the white ashes in their hands into the river ahead. And in this quiet atmosphere, the huge figure was slowly telling an old story about the world, about the past of the Great Brightness Sect, about the ups and downs of life and fate of several seniors, about the ups and downs of the king's life The journey between Nanda and Sikong Nan has sunk into darkness.

In front of the young monk, the words of the huge figure were also calm and calm, without sadness.

"A few days ago... I talked to your uncle about you. He said that you came to Jiangning and got a name called 'Four-foot Y Demon'. He was very worried about you. As a teacher, I think Interesting... This time I am going south, I am worried that your personality is soft and your life is not exciting enough. Your uncle is more trivial. When he was young, he was nicknamed "Crazy Tiger". As a disciple, he also treats you as a nephew, and his concern for you cannot be faked."

"You must remember these. But, the matter of avenging your uncle...don't worry about it."

In the darkness, Lin Zongwu spilled the ashes in his hands little by little, and the young monk beside him choked up: "Master..."

"It's safe." Lin Zongwu said, "Your master and uncle have lived in the green forest all their lives, and have won the respect of many people. But at the same time, since they have friends, they have also forged many enmities. These things sometimes go back to the source. , You can say that you have a clear conscience, but there are also some that are entangled in cause and effect, so I can't tell. Your uncle, and the uncle who passed away more than ten years ago, in his life, he was full of love and hatred, even if he was not a hero, he was finally a hero. , your uncle's death is the result of fighting on the battlefield, there is no good or evil, just cause and effect, you have to understand this."

"But...he is my uncle, he treats me well, that's also cause and effect..."

"Your uncle will be pleased if he hears these words." Lin Zongwu smiled, "But it's safe, you know, my teacher is the leader of the Great Brightness Sect, and your uncle is the deputy leader of the Great Brightness Sect. When entering the city this time, why did my teacher not bring you in, and your uncle didn't look for you with great fanfare?"

Ping An choked up and wiped away tears: "I'm still young..."

"Because as a teacher and your uncle, I hope you can let go of some unnecessary karma and have a future that is different from ours." The fat monk patted his fearful disciple on the shoulder, "When you grow old, you will be entangled in karma all your life. , the ins and outs of many things can't be distinguished and can't be left behind. The Great Brightness Sect was inspired by the Manichaeism, and there are tens of millions of people from all over the world, but among them, there are good things and bad things. There is no such thing as a teacher in his life sort it out..."

"It's also like the grievances and grievances between the Huaxia Army and Southwest Ning Liheng, which originated from Fang La back then, and our grievances and grievances with Fang La have something to do with He Yunsheng, the leader of Manichae many years ago..."

There are stars in the night sky and flowing water in the night. This night, Lin Zongwu and the young monk have talked a lot about the past. At this time, it is not urgent to talk about He Yunsheng and the Manichaeism in the past.

He said: "...After Fang La's Yongle Rebellion, Ning Yi appeared to be working for the Right Prime Minister Qin Yuyuan, but in private, he had already secretly contacted Liu Xigua, Chen Fan and other gangsters. After Fang La's death, Fang Qifo was arrested. The head catchers from Six Doors escorted them to the capital, and Fang Baihua, Liu Xigua, Chen Fan and others waited for an opportunity to rescue them. Your uncle and I have already taken back the right to teach, so we were entrusted by the officials in Beijing to clear up these old grievances. And Ning Yi Arriving here, in order to save Liu Xigua and Chen Fan, he formed a relationship... He is a ruthless man, seeing Fang Qifo dragging everyone down, he chopped off Fang Qifo's head with his own hands..."

"...Later, when I wandered around the world as a teacher, visited all kinds of masters, and tried to find Zhou Tong to compete with each other. On Luliang Mountain... I found out that he had already had a second round of competition at the border with the help of the right minister's mansion. layout…"

"...Later, the Jin people went south for the first time, and Qin Yuyuan, the right minister, guarded Bianliang. Although he defended, he suffered heavy losses...Everyone knows that Qin Yuyuan is the minister of power. , when he was in power, even Cai Jing, Tong Guan, and Li Gang didn't dare to stroke his beard... When the emperor woke up and exiled him, we will go to Beijing to eradicate traitors in response to the calls of the world. Then there was the third round of conflict... Many masters in the sect were hunted down by the army at that time and burned..."

"After Qin Yuyuan's death, he entered the Golden Palace to kill the king... At that time, he said a word to the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty..."

"...a bunch of trash."

"Peace." Lin Zongwu put his hands behind his back in the dark, "In the past, you were young and yearned for the Huaxia Army. Being a teacher didn't think it was a big deal. The teacher never told you too much. But after hearing this, do you think, is this Ning Yi a good person or a bad person?"

The little monk in the dark did not speak, and the riverside was quiet for a moment before Lin Zongwu sighed slightly.

"In the past few years, my teacher didn't worry about you inquiring about the Huaxia Army, because he did a great job in Xiaocanghe during the three years of fighting against gold, and when the dust of the Southwest War settled , he defeated Zong Han and Xi Yin, which is also a great achievement for us Han people. Over the years, the Jurchen went south, and the world fell, but anyone with blood will have to fight for his breath. Leading the army to fight, the master has done it, the battlefield He is not as good as him, but it is not enough to deny him. But recalling the past, is he a good person?"

"...If he was a good person, he shouldn't have inherited the power of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion back then, opened eyes for the rebels, and had an affair with the rebels. If he had been a good person, he shouldn't have secretly managed the Qingmu Village in the Northwest during the peaceful and prosperous age. A bandit village. If he was a good person, he would have colluded with the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, for the sake of power, to fight against dissidents, and enrich his own pockets. He has done all these things..."

"...Pingan, the great hero in the Southwest is actually just a selfish but tyrannical hero who only thinks of himself in everything. If the emperor blocks his way, he will cut off the emperor's head with a single knife. The big officials made him unhappy, and he would tell everyone that they were useless. But after he killed the emperor, he went north to the Xiaocang River and occupied the northwest for several years with more than ten thousand people. First, he defeated Xixia, and then killed Lou. For several years, he blocked the Jurchens and even the millions of troops in the world. He did not lose his words and walked away. He looked down on what other people did and uttered wild words. Outsiders said that he killed Zhou Zhe, which caused Jingping's shame. , but he did accomplish the task. He is domineering and unparalleled, but as a teacher, he cannot deny it..."

"...In that case, come to think about it, what should we do with the enmity that was formed back then? Before he defeated the Jurchens, he was a teacher for the sake of all the people in the world, but he defeated the Jurchens after all. …Those sages who called for benevolence, righteousness and morality failed to do it, such a self-willed person, but he did it after all. If the teacher kills him, when the Jurchens come back, no one can defeat them, so what? What to do?"

Lin Zongwu patted the young monk on the shoulder and walked slowly along the small river in the darkness with his hands behind his back.

"Some things in the world are very complicated. Whether Ning Yi is good or bad, and whether Qin Yuyuan was good or bad back then, a hundred years later, someone will comment on it, but now, it is difficult to track it down. Whether you are a teacher, you Master Shishu also has a grudge with the Huaxia Army, and I can't explain it clearly and can't solve it when I pursue it, but when the soldiers come, they will block the water and cover them with earth. When he comes, I will be his enemy. He will fight against the Jurchen. Meet, I will not seek revenge, this is the morality that a **** person should abide by. But peace, this is the meaningless karma left by me and your uncle, he did not."

"But peace, this is the meaningless karma left by me and your uncle's generation. He is not so clear about right or wrong. When I learned about you that day, I made friends with the 'five-foot Y demon' of the Huaxia Army. I made a friend, and I was a little worried, but your uncle enlightened me, saying that the grievances and grievances of our previous generation don’t need to be kept on you anymore, it’s safe, this is your uncle’s idea, he hopes you can get out of Qingqing Don't spend your life in vain at this moment, thinking about revenge all day long. The one who killed your uncle, your "big brother", if you catch him for your teacher, you will kill him, but you can't do it. "

Lin Zongwu had been speaking these words slowly and calmly all along. Only at the end of this passage did he stop every word and become decisive. In the darkness, the cool night breeze blew by, and the tears in Ping An's eyes fell again. He was about to reach out to wipe it away, but the huge figure in front of him stopped for a moment, and then the master picked him up, put him on his shoulders and sat down .

For a long time, Lin Zongwu has been quite dignified as a teacher, and he has very strict requirements for martial arts. This kind of thing happened only a few times when he was young, but at this time he was sitting on Lin Zongwu's shoulder, seeing this The majestic figure like a Buddha points to the distance.

"Ping An, look at this world and look at it with your eyes wide open."

he said.

"Since the time I went south this time, my teacher once told you that you have to think clearly about what you want. You have to see the good and evil in your heart. The ego is good, and the ego is also Evil, ask your heart, what do you want to do in this world. Do you want to kill people or save people? , Kai Eternal Peace, you chased and fought around the city with that young man from the Huaxia Army, trying to kill Zhou Shang, Wei Yanwen, Li Yanfeng and even Shi Baofeng and Xu Zhaonan, you think they are heinous Evil people? Then I will support you as a teacher and kill them all in the future, or if you want to become famous, I will support you as a teacher, just let it go."

He felt the figure of the master below gradually running. He rushed up the wall, passed through the roof, and rushed up to a higher pavilion. The young monk felt the whistling of the wind on the shoulder of the old monk.

"Look at this piece of world, it is eating people, it is relishing it, and it is about to feast on it. There is a war in the south of the Yangtze River, countless people will die, everyone will be displaced, and the Central Plains is also fighting. The one who betrayed the Black Banner Army and Liu Guangshi, Dai Mengwei and others are intriguing, and they want to beat their heads to the ground. Although the land of Jin has been peaceful for a while, the bandits are rampant. Leap out and fight for hegemony in the world. There will be countless wonderful things in such a world of great contention, you have to see, you have to feel, you have to find the thing you want to do the most, and then do it well..."

The star river all over the sky flows slowly like water waves, the world is moving, the huge old monk takes him, and flies to the highest building.

"...Whether it's killing people or saving people, it's okay for fame, or asking for money. If you want to find your father, you can go back to Jindi and continue to inquire. If you don't want to see the suffering of all living beings in the world, and you don't want to trouble yourself, you can also Retired in the mountains. But peace, all things are like dreams and bubbles, only the peace in your heart can prove that you have lived your life well."

They rushed to the top of the tallest building, and the galaxy in the sky shrouded it. The city in front of them was dotted with burning, and the big river was rushing in the distance. For some reason, the little monk burst into tears.

"...Ping An, you are Lin Zongwu's disciple, Wang Nanda's nephew, you want to live the most unrestrained and joyful life, and then remember them, this is..."

"...what your uncle most expects from you."

The night wind on the building rolled past, like a rumbling thunder, the sky and the earth were spinning in front of his eyes, and Lin Zongwu's words, like the sound of empowerment, surged clearly in the depths of his heart. At this moment, Lin Anping cried loudly uncontrollably. This crying was neither sad nor uncomfortable. It was the cry of a baby like the world unfolding in front of him for the first time. .

The fairy caressed my top.

Hair knots are subject to longevity.

*****

The night is changing, billowing clouds, walking under the starry sky.

At some point, the sun gradually came out, the boy named Long Aotian and the girl dressed as a little beggar rested in the city for a night, and then tried to leave the city.

After another day, they really found the opportunity, left the dilapidated and fighting Jiangning City, followed countless refugees, and headed towards an unknown direction.

The great war in the south of the Yangtze River has already begun, and the rumors in the world have gradually increased. Some refugees starved to death by the roadside, and some hid in the mountains. A pair of young children walking together are like two ordinary beggars, hiding and stopping.

The news about the Huaxia Army gradually became far away. They also left Jiangning City and went back to the southwest three thousand miles away. Ning Ji would not know until a few years later that Hei Niu and others were in Jiangning City at that time. I searched for them for another day, but regrettably returned with the team after failing to find them. Hei Niu threatened to give him a good meal.

"Why don't you go back with them?" Qu Longjun asked about this matter.

"I still have things to do." The boy replied.

The only reason for him to stay outside is still to find the original Yu Xiao'er, to wash away his grievances, and maybe to make a name for himself and get rid of the humiliation of "five-foot Y demon". But he didn't explain these things to Qu Longjun.

Being hit by the bamboo pole thrown by Lin Zongwu, the injuries he suffered were not serious. After leaving Jiangning City, the war in the south of the Yangtze River has already spread, and they can find not many medicinal materials. Although Ning Ji has good medical skills, but physically, But there are good times and bad times. He decided to take Qu Longjun's deed and take Qu Longjun back to the Taihu Lake for a real walk, but during the recuperation stage, the two found a small broken house in the mountains passing by and temporarily settled down.

There are still some small animals in the mountains, and there are fish in the nearby river. When he is healthy, Ning Ji can go out to get some food and process it. There was also a time when he was robbed by refugees passing by. Ning Ji was very skilled and snatched some rice. Since Qu Longjun reunited with Ning Ji, her heart has settled down, and she doesn't have too many worries about where to go next. The two settled here like a young couple. Qu Longjun was ingenious and picked up some junk What's more, the rattan and bark, actually manage the small dilapidated house quite warmly.

This is the climate of the Little Ice Age, and winter in the south of the Yangtze River comes a little early. There was a light snowfall that day, and Ning Ji's internal injuries were a little recurring, his energy was not good, and there was not much food stored at home. Qu Longjun came back from picking up some firewood, and when he got home, he found a man in the room. The little bald man in a gray robe was sitting not far from Ning Ji, folding firewood and lighting a fire. In front of Ning Ji, his steel knife was placed horizontally.

Qu Longjun came to his senses, and suddenly pulled out the dagger from his bosom. Ning Ji over there raised his head, then seemed to have reacted, and put the steel knife aside: "It's okay, it's okay, he's not a bad guy."

The little bald head stood up: "Amitabha, my name is Wukong."

"Wu, Wukong..." Qu Longjun thought for a while and remembered, "You...you are that four feet..."

"My little monk is the Monkey King." The little bald man smiled.

Qu Longjun also gave a little blessing, she knew that the two were good brothers in Hangzhou.

It was noon, she found the dried fish she had hidden, and was about to cook, Ning Ji said: "Make more, he's an idiot." The little monk also just "hehe" acquiesced.

Qu Longjun knew the etiquette of hospitality. She had learned these things to maintain a man's dignity since she was a child. Although she felt distressed, she also measured a lot of rice and cooked a big pot of rice. While cooking and cooking, she heard the two chatting, most of the time it was the little bald head who was talking, he slowly and slowly told the story of a bad-tempered "knightman" many years ago, and occasionally heard The knight's name was "Wang Nanda", and she faintly felt that something was wrong, but Ning Ji didn't respond, so she didn't express any more.

The three of them ate afterwards, and the little monk took out a roast duck from the bag behind his back: "I brought a roast duck on the way." With such weather and war-torn environment, I don't know where he got it. But Ning Ji took it, tore it in half, and shared it with Qu Longjun.

The little monk really had a big appetite, and Ning Ji also opened up to eat this meal. After a while, he finished the whole pot of rice, and the roast duck was eaten by the two of them until there was nothing left. During the meal, the little monk slowly finished the story about Wang Nanda, and talked about the sudden death of the other party. The two sat for a while, and then Ning Ji stood up, moved his hands and feet, and picked up the steel knife : "I'm done talking, shouldn't it be time to fight?"

The little monk stood there without moving.

He was silent for a moment, and just put his hands together: "My master's Da Guangjiao, I don't know whether it is good or bad, my uncle, I don't know whether it is good or bad, but he is very good to me, I have to remember I also want to tell you about him, you killed my uncle, I want you to know that you killed someone who treated me very well."

"So what?"

Tears welled up in the little monk's eyes: "We can't be brothers anymore, but it's not anyone's fault. I'm very sad, and I want you to know about it."

"Well…"

"Master won't let me take revenge... I still can't think clearly about these things, but I will return to Jindi in a short time. My parents suddenly disappeared one day. At that time, I was still young and couldn't remember too many things. I have been looking for them for several years, and I will continue to go back to look for them... But if one day, I think about things clearly, and I have a solution, Long...Mr. Long, I may go to the southwest to find you and settle these grievances. At that time, we may It's going to be a fight."

"Uh..." As the information in the little monk's words was digested in his mind, Ning Ji became happy, and he put his hands on his hips, "Ha, there's nothing wrong with that, you can go over at any time, and tell you, in my life, Long Aotian, I have never been afraid of being singled out by anyone! Well, you are Fatty Lin’s apprentice, and I am... hehe, anyway, we should be the best masters in the world by then, so how about this, after you think it through, go to Chengdu to participate in the number one competition in the world Martial arts competition, I saw you go, so I will also participate, let's compare and see who is really qualified to be number one in the world."

"Well...Actually, I don't really want to be number one in the world..."

"Okay, it's so decided, the gentleman said, let's whip!" Ning Ji was decisive, and stretched out a hand, "Come on, pull the hook!"

The little monk scratched the back of his head, walked over in a bit of embarrassment, and ticked off with him. Although he had made a decision not to come to seek revenge for the time being, the expression on his face was somewhat embarrassed, probably because he didn't quite understand the sudden change in the atmosphere of the conversation. Get relaxed and weird.

"How's your injury?" he asked.

"It doesn't matter, it's easy to hit someone like you!"

Afterwards, Ning Ji took the opportunity to speak ill of Lin Zongwu, and the little monk protested, "Stop speaking ill of my master... Now that you know he is my master, you shouldn't speak ill of him..."

Ning Ji pouted: "With your personality, you will always be bullied when you go out."

"I'm also fierce with others."

The two then chatted for a while, and Ning Ji told him the rules of conduct when going to dangerous places. In short, all kinds of tricks must be done by yourself first, and it was an eye-opener to hear these in the past safely. At this time, it was just a way : "You are much worse than my master..." After talking like this for a while, he finally got up and wanted to leave.

He went outside the house, and brought in another bag of rice soon after.

"We've known each other for a long time, and I always eat your things. This bag of rice is my supply for you. I'm leaving, and there's going to be a military disaster coming, you guys... Take care."

Ning Ji walked over, opened his arms, and suddenly hugged the little monk.

"Take care too!" His words were calm, and then let go of the other party.

"Amitabha." Ping An clasped his hands together, "I'm gone. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

He turned around and walked out of the dilapidated room. Outside the house was an indifferent world intertwined with gray and silver. The wind and snow gradually picked up. They looked at the figure of the young man and disappeared from sight.

Ning Ji and Qu Longjun stood side by side, their hands were held together, because of the tension just now, Qu Longjun's palm was soft and soft. For a long time, the two of them forgot to let go of their hands.

Let go of the old past, and soon, people will all embark on a new journey. And at this time, half of the world was engulfed in a fiery sea of ​​flames.

This is the winter of Wu Zhenxing's second year, and Ning Ji's rivers and lakes journey is still going on. At the same time, Ning Yi, who was far away in the southwest, had already learned of the great achievements of his second son outside the city after he was exhausted from work.

The reputation of the Ning family has already been ruined by half, and it is on the verge of collapse. At the same time, earth-shaking waves are also brewing and gathering here...

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